"Just one woman. Nadia." He looks pleased with the memory, of her. They'd had a rare connection and he felt he'd broke through to someone that had built a wall between her and everything. It had been a good conversation. "I'll probably post some of it. She's given her permission." but as anxious as he is to talk about what he's been doing he is also anxious to hear all about her ideas.
"Who would you start with?" he is well aware of the tier system here. The men and the women living their lives like a primal tribe of testosterone and Estrogen. Mars and Venus.. Two tribes under one tribe.